Saturday, January 20, 2024

And it doesn't matter...

Sometimes you listen to a song on a loop till you no longer want to listen to it, yet you never memorise the lyrics; you find a comforting familiarity with its tune. There comes a point when you forget about it, until one fine day, it accidentally begins playing on autoplay from the playlist you saved that year, rekindling your once-surfaced affinity towards it.

Sometimes you visit a place, probably a place that gives you joy, yet the route to it consistently slips from your memory. While landmarks have made your memory their home, you fail to attend to the intricate details of the road. You arrive at a juncture where you start searching for a familiar place, not in the physical world, but in a person.

Sunday, January 07, 2024


If I have to sum up my 2023 in six words: reflecting on the poignancy of time.

My year in six pictures.

Van Gogh 360. A Sunday spent well with L.